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Em gazed at herself in the mirror, letting her blonde hair cascade over her shoulders. She leaned in and pulled a little at the neckline of her tight black top, just letting a hint more of her plunging neckline show. The very edges of her frilly black and red bra now on display.
“Perfect,” she grinned, the short black skirt fluttering as she twirled. A skirt just a little too short to be worn out. But to stream when others presented in bikinis or pieces of cosplay more revealing than underwear, it was good enough. And for what she had planned it was perfect.
She opened the door and greeted the guy she invited to help with her streaming setup. You’re in for a night, she thought with a smirk, watching his eyes widen at the sight of her. It wasn’t the first time he’d done so, but it always tickled her in the end. “Thank you so much for the help.”
“No problem Em. Happy to help,” he replied, clearly struggling not to let his gaze slip lower and ogle her figure.
She smiled sweetly, and directed him to her setup. sauntering letting her hips swing with each step. Giving him ample opportunity to let his eyes feast. Once sat down she gave him a few moments of peace to actually figure out what was wrong. She did actually have an issue and did need it fixed before tomorrow’s stream.
“Oh well, might just be a driver compatibility issue,” He coughed and sat up straight in a bid of nonchalance but as sat down his eyes immediately snapped to her. Her legs? Her breasts? Or maybe just a quick scan of her whole slim figure.
“Oh? Was that it?” She said with a chuckle, leaning in and letting her shoulder brush with his arm, “sorry to bring you all the way out here just for that.”
“No problem Em,” he began, fidgeting and pulling back a little as he brushed against her breasts, “shouldn’t take much effort. More just a bit of time.”
“Oh wonderful,” she leaned in closer, letting him get a good whiff of her lavender perfume, “you’re a lifesaver.”
“Haha yeah. You don’t have to stay for this part. Just some boring busy work. I can let you know when I’m done,” he said, pivoting in his chair so his hips faced away from her. She could see the obvious reason why beginning to bulge through his pants.
But she wouldn’t let him escape. Placing her hand on his armrest, “oh it’s probably better if I watch and learn how to do this. Don’t worry, I’ll be quiet and let you work in peace.”
He nodded and gulped, with obvious effort tearing his eyes away from her gluing it to her computer. To his credit once he got to work he was quite focused. His gaze never wavering as his brows crunched in focus. She even noticed his bulge begin to slacken.
Oh no it doesn’t. She let her resting hand wander to his leg. Just a gentle brush with her long painted nail that could be seen as accidental. But it was enough to draw his attention back to her. She feigned ignorance and let her hand stay still. Eventually he went back to typing and clicking away.
She let the briefest of smiles slip before returning to her bored but interested stoicism. Letting her hand drift just ever so lightly. The tips of her nails dragging across his thighs in slow incongruous patterns. She swayed slightly in her seat, movements casual as if she were bored to hide the insistent nature of her wandering fingers. They grazed up and down. He glanced occasionally but said nothing. His keystrokes slowed and his back stiffened from the distraction.
She ever so slightly increased the pressure and motioned just a little more insistently. The inches of thigh she wandered stopped just at the entrance to his sensitive inner thigh and he trembled ever so slightly at the ministrations.
She saw the struggle of conscience in his hips. One side wanting him to buck towards the pretty girls wandering touch. If such light touches were this teasing and sensual, how good would it feel when it finally touched upon his now obviously hard and throbbing cock. The sensations jolting through might just melt his body and mind with explosive heat.
But the other part fought against his baser instinct. Was afraid that her touches truly were just innocent accidents. That she didn’t know the effect she had on him. He didn’t want to risk being called a horny pervert. He didn’t want to risk ruining a friendship over his desires.
That contested dance between pleasure and fear culminated in him squirming helplessly in his seat. A teasing torturous hell that he was trapped in. One he wouldn’t quickly leave for the hope of more, for the hope his suffering would come with reward. This dance, this struggle, to Em it was absolutely delicious. Knowing how easily she could bring about his sensual agony, it was ironically enough to have her struggling not to squirm in her own seat.
Alas, the struggles one must go through for self gratification.
“Al-alright. I think I’m done here,” he stammered out, and gestured to the screen, “I think you should be good for your next stream. But I’d test it beforehand just to make sure.”
“Aww thank bursa escort bayan you so much,” she cooed, leaning in to give him a hug, making sure to press her chest into him and smother his arm with her breasts, “mmmm and what if something does go wrong?”
“Then just let me know and I’ll be back to fix it as soon as I can.”
“Mmmm I don’t know,” she mused to herself before giving him a mischievous smirk, “let’s test it out right now.”
“Huh?” But before he could raise any protests Em started the stream and the red light in her camara flickered to life. “Wait, but -“
“Don’t worry it’s late. I doubt anyone’s going to join” and she smirked as she watched the people trickle in.
What?
Surprise stream lets goooo
Girl, do you know how late it is?
“Haha hey there,” she then turned to him with an apologetic smile, “sorry, guess a few people showed up.”
Who is he?
He seems cute. Boyfriend?
“Chat, this is my friend Dan. Dan, this is chat. Say hi Dan.”
“H-Hi there,” he gave out a weak, awkward wave, “I’m Em’s friend and uh-“
“Don’t worry, you can relax. Everyone’s really nice here. Aren’t you chat?”
Meh
We are!!!
Nice is a strong word
“See. So you can just relax,” placing a hand on his leg she squeezed assuredly but left her hand to linger. A constant subtle pressure and a light stroking of her index finger to ensure he never forgot it was there.
“Ah right. So I’m just here to fix some technical issues before tomorrow’s stream.” he replied, and Em absolutely relished the way he seemed to squirm every time she subtly squeezed.
“Yeah, he was an absolute darling,” she said, ignoring her ministrations despite her slowly rising excitement. “And we’re just testing everything to make sure so probably won’t be live for too long.”
She turned to her second monitor. Checking OBS to make sure firstly that everything was working. She shouldn’t neglect her setup just because she was having a bit too much fun. To Dan’s credit he was good with technology and he certainly did not disappoint. As far as she could tell everything was working.
Secondly she checked herself for a blush across her cheeks or any other sign of her growing excitement. She could feel her panties begin to slicken and was pleased that under the lighting her arousal didn’t show.
Thirdly, she could take a nice good look at Dan and the state he was in. He was very stiff. Not as in an erection – though he was certainly sporting an obvious one – he had his back straightened and hands fidgeting at the armrests not really certain where to place them. Though he may have been holding it in an awkward way as to block her line of sight to his now fully hard cock and she smirked at his unsuccessful but cute attempt.
“Hmmm, everything seems to be working well. Is everything good on your end chat? No dropped frames or anything?” chat answered affirmatively. “That’s great,” she cheered out, letting her hand slip just a little higher and feigning excitement.
“Well if everything is good maybe I should go now. You know it is late and everything,” he attempted to pull away but with the hand on his thigh she pulled him back.
“Wait. Just a little longer,” she pleaded, the motion pushing her hand further up into his inner thigh. Her nails nearly grazing his prominent bulge, and she felt a flutter of heat go through her at how he must be struggling. “Just a little longer. Just a few more things to check and fiddle with and I’ll let you go,” she pleaded with her best sad eyed pout.
He looked at her, clearly torn, then glanced at the hand resting on her thigh. Fearing he caught on she immediately pulled back and clasped both arms together with a loud clap and lowered her head. Now a perfect picture of exaggerated pleading, “pleaseeee. I’d be very grateful.”
“Al-alright, just a little longer.”
At his affirmation she shot him a bright smile and began to fiddle with her stream. She thought of resuming her teasing touches but after last time just resting her palm on his tight seemed a little too obvious. Sure his occasional sneaky gazes sent through her a trill but after a while it was not stimulating enough. Even Dan seemed to get used to it and his glances at her slowly ceased.
With a soft sigh she was about to end her little game and let him go but noticed that his cock didn’t soften at all. Just as hard as when she grazed his thigh and even seemed to be intermittently throbbing even when he was looking away. Now what’s got him so excited?
She followed his gaze and smirked, realizing why his sneaky glances at her stopped. He was now taking not so sneaky glances at her OBS and the video feed. Emboldened by the indirect sight he now ogled as much as he wanted.
Clever boy. She mused, a fresh surge of heat flooding to her core. Even as she squeezed her legs to offer some easing stimulation her body cried out more and her chest arched as her clit throbbed. Consequently Dan hissed a sharp inhale bursa escort sitesi of breath and Em couldn’t help but let her gaze wander to the now sporadic throb.
She turned to the stream and hoped Dan didn’t notice her rather blatant gaze but he was obviously distracted. She then turned to chat and a few seemed to take notice of her odd behavior.
Are you okay?
You don’t seem well.
“Oh I’m fine, chat. It is getting a little late,” she tried to brush off. Her stream, a tool to keep Dan trapped in his frustration, had now shackled her as well. If she didn’t end it soon she wasn’t sure what she’d do. Her lips pursed to speak then clamped shut, one final wicked idea entering her mind. A big bang to end the night.
“Mmm maybe the camera needs a little – ” was it a poor excuse? Maybe? But she didn’t care and leaned forward and let the stream fill. She wasn’t so blatant as to just show her cleavage, giving Dan and the chat a deep peak at her bra while barely revealing the edges of her nipples. Though with what she’d seen others do maybe she’d have gotten away with it.
But she framed the lower half of her face and just enough of her breasts that one could argue it was an innocent but welcomed accident. She mused that that might have just gotten her in some compilation or the other. Though she probably already was.
Pulling back she had to purse her lips from letting out a moan of satisfaction as she saw the glassy eyed look of Dan. He was clearly transfixed, his lips slightly parted and his hands gripping onto the armrests in a bid to keep them from wandering.
The best part, the part that made her grasp her own armrests was the deliciously honest reaction she was getting from his cock. Now sporadically throbbing in his pants and she even noticed the very tip darken as he obviously dripped pre cum.
She could feel her cheeks flush and her inhibitions begin to fade. She wanted to tease and torment him more and see how long she could get him to throb and ache. Before she could let her intrusive thoughts win she turned to face the camera, “mmm think everything is good. Maybe we stop now and let Dan go and get some sleep. Thank you soo very much,” she emphasized with a bright smile, “I appreciate it alot. And I’m sure chat does too.”
“Oh, anytime,” me muttered out, and she could see the gears turning in his head of how he could leave without drawing attention to his very obvious arousal. Chat flooded with messages Em was only part paying attention to when one caught her eye.
Is he gonna be there for tomorrow’s stream
And then the gears turned in her head with intrusive thought which she let win. “Mmm that sounds like a great idea,” her voice was tinged with a hint of arousal which she immediately replaced with over eager excitement. “What do you say Dan? Care to join us tomorrow?”
“Ah well. I-” he began to stammer out and Sensing his hesitation Em leaned forward and she saw his resistance fade away as he was provided another healthy helping of his cleavage which he absolutely devoured, “ah, yeah. I think I can make it work.”
“Thanks soooo much,” she gleefully exclaimed then turned to chat, “hear that chat. Special guest tomorrow. Aren’t you excited?”
Hell Yeah
Looking forward to seeing the cute boy
Meh, he seems like a pervert
She nearly grinned at the last comment before turning back to Dan, “alright think I’ve kept you long long enough. Have a very good night.”
“Ah yeah, no problem, looking forward to tomorrow,” he twisted in his seat, using his body to hide his now aching cock from her and chat. Without pivoting his hips he gave one last look back, “good night,” and rushed out.
With him gone Em very quickly felt the arousal she was trying to ignore roar back to life. Unwilling to be kept unsatiated for much longer. She quickly said a few goodbyes to her chat, quickly ended the stream and rushed to her room.
She didn’t even have the patience to change before jumping into her bed, pulling her panties. “Oh Dan you must have been soo desperate,” she moaned out, not caring for foreplay and already way too wet she plunged two fingers into her pussy lips, arching her back every time her thumb grazed her sensitive clit.
He was left in such a state. She imagined how he’d be rushing back home and struggling to take out his trapped cock and stroke it to euphoria. How he would undoubtedly be thinking about her. Fantasizing about what could have happened if he had been a little more bold.
What part would he imagine cumming over? It had to be her breasts, he was staring at them the whole time. Fixated on her soft globes he’d stroke himself till he was in a horny little frenzy like she was.
At the thought she groped at her breasts and moaned into her pillow as she pinched her nippled. She imagined how desperately he’d want to see more. Despite the teasing view his greedy eyes wanted to see soo much more of her.
“But you couldn’t could you? Just what I showed you. What I was willing to give your horny mind. You’ll just have to fantasize while jerking off. Mm you’re probably jerking off right now aren’t you. All for me.” she moaned out and suddenly a wicked thought popped into her head. Her hand leaving her breast she fumbled for the phone.
Me : Hey Hannah, did Dan get back yet
She waited, her need rising with each second. Sure it had only been like 15 minutes but Dan lived only a floor up and as wound up as he was she had to imagine he rushed like there was no tomorrow.
Hannah : yeah he got back a few minutes ago
Em bit into her pillow, fingers slowing their motions as Hope rose within her. Not even bothering to give Hannah a reply she set her devious plan into action. She hovered over the call button for just a moment before covering herself up with her blanket and starting a video call.
With bated breath through parted lips she waited. Her fingers now teasing her slit at a slow, languid pace. She knew she was flushed and filled with lust but had to hope the dim lighting of the phone screen was not enough to bring that to notice.
It rang one. Then a second time. He had to be jerking off right now. She knew she was interrupting that fabulous release he so desperately craved. She had to hope he replied regardless. Then he wouldn’t just ignore her call and finish himself off. Or worse, had already finished when he answered. The knowledge he’d already relieved the frustration she’d worked so hard to instill in him enough to cut down her excitement.
“H-hello?” Dan answered and she knew her efforts had not been wasted. He looked a little annoyed but in his features she saw that same desperate arousal he had left with undiminished. Maybe even a hint of disappointment at his release being interrupted. “Em? Is everything okay? Did the setup break again?”
His eyes were almost pleading and it was the most adorable desperation she had ever seen. She had to bite her lip as her fingers picked up speed. “No, everything is fine, ” she nearly moaned out, hoping his fog of arousal was enough to shroud her intent. “Just wanted to go over a few things about tomorrow’s stream. Letting you know what you can expect.”
“Well okay but. It’s pretty late isn’t it?”
“Yeah I know I’m sorry. But you know how important my stream is to me. It makes me feel better if we go through it now.”
“Yeah but-“
“You don’t need to pay attention. And it’s okay if you fall asleep. Just listen to me yammer on a bit. That’s okay right? Unless you’re doing something else.”
“No no! Nothing at all!” his eyes widened and Em saw his hand shift as he pulled it back. With her blanket she covered her face so as not to let her incredulous expression slip. Was he touching himself while they were talking? Was he so desperate that he couldn’t let go even as he answered a call.
She saw his hand glisten in the dim light and she nearly squealed in joy. You don’t get that way from just a little pre cum dripping out. She had got him so pent up he was flowing it. Staining his boxers and sheets as he stroked himself.
If she’d brought her own hand into frame would he see how she too was soaked in arousal. That she was no less desperate than he was. And a part of her wondered if he could notice the subtle motions of her left arm as she slowly fingered herself. That she might get caught as just a horny little tease because of this impromptu lust fueled decision. That thought didn’t slow her, in fact she clenched around her fingers and tensed so as not to arch her back and let her pleasure slip.
She rambled on as she fingered herself. Her tone soothing and level despite the urge to let loose the voice she’d buried deep within. To moan it all out as she exploded in what might be the most amazing orgasm of her life.
But she had to last. Atleast long enough to ensure Dan’s dreams would be lust fueled and fitful. She didn’t know how much time had passed, what she was saying or if it made anysense. However soon her efforts were rewarded as Dan began to drift off. His hold on his phone growing unsteady as his eyes struggled to stay open.
She too felt a wave of lethargy, the focus and effort on holding back her desires finally catching up with her. Yet her probing fingers and her desperate desire gave her just the edge she needed to stave off her sleepiness.
Soon Dan’s phone slipped from his grip and tumbled to the floor. She stared at the view of the bare ceiling with breath stilled in anticipation. And when after a few moments he did not pick up his discarded accessory she hummed in triumph, “good night sweet, horny Dan,” and ended the call.
He went to bed without any relief. He spent all night being teased by her and didn’t even get the sweet release he craved. He would be dreaming of her. A hot, desperate and frustrating dream. Maybe even a wet one. The thought he’d wake up with his boxers all sticky sent a thrill through her unlike any she’d felt before.
Her fingers renewed their efforts and she let her bottled up moans run free from her lips. Yet as she fantasized her focus began to slip. The tension and pressure of holding back finally gone her body took it as a sign to relax. To reward her efforts with the well deserved rest she did not yet want.
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